Heroes from History: Second Father Eiden
Like we said last time, after Jashbireth the Adventurer became dirt, things started to go real bad for the world. Leafwork and One Stream were fighting. Wolf manors were having trouble keeping EITHER of them producing technology. While the conflict was somewhat local at first, over a decade after Jashbireth's death it was basically everywhere.
Nothing was good.
And then, in 1550, 30 years after Jashbireth's death, Eiden appeared. From basically nowhere suddenly there's this white wolf and he's leading a pact made of six manors and all of them are really strong. He's apparently best friends with Leafwork, One Stream, Foam, and the mice love him. In a few short years the White Pact rumbles down from the north and absorbs basically everyone they meet. Every wolf manor he crosses pledges allegiance to him. Under his guidance, wolf manors change how they deal with Leafwork and One Stream, and it works. It's off-the-neck enough that they feel free to do what they want, and tight enough that they all still feel part of the same team. Eiden is basically a genius, and following his example, the conflict that was ready to destroy the world just. Stops.
Like Jashbireth, Eiden also just ignores all species boundaries. He has advisors and companions of every race and treats them all without concern for what body their soul is in. Even the animals in the World of Grass, who have been staying as far out of this mess as they could, are pretty stoked about the changes Eiden's brought.
Wolf manor after wolf manor get so excited when Eiden reaches them they all declare allegiance and the White Pact gets huge.
In 1562, Eiden dies.
This is normally the part where it all falls apart, but the thing is, everyone loved Eiden so much that NO one wanted to be the one to let him down, even after he was dead. The pace of the White Pact's expansion increases. The peace within the White Pact grows stronger. The World of Grass even gets into it, doing its best to uphold the White Pact. Everyone. Freaking. Loves it. Everyone loves Eiden.
By the 1580s, nearly every wolf manor is pledged to the White Pact. A world-spanning government has been formed. Around that time, construction of the world's first city, the White Lands, begins. It becomes the center of cultural and technological development. It is The Place To Be.
So 30 years after Eiden hits the scene, it's great. Wolf manors still skirmish over stuff, they still have their freedoms, but they all ease back on the teeth and cooperate when they need to. Even the few wolf manors that don't adhere to the laws find themselves surrounded by neighbors who do, and the laws of the White Pact become the laws of the world by default.
By the year 1600, there aren't any holdouts. Literally every single wolf manor is a part of the White Pact. The World of Grass dies. It merges into the White Pact, and the White Pact becomes the Great Society. Every animal is now on the same team. It is the best the world has ever been.
Everyone, bar-none, have come to consider Eiden the first brand new saint born since the time of the First Fathers. In recognition of his role in changing the entire world, Eiden is unanimously--to this day--known as the Second Father of all races.
But not many people know about Eiden's life before this. Before he appeared out of nowhere, before he was leading the White Pact. Later depictions of Eiden ignore what all contemporary accounts say of him--he was small, nearly a runt. That's how he's being depicted here. As how he really was. Small. Mundane. Powerful. Beautiful. We've built up this huge mythology of Eiden, and we've forgotten how utterly ridiculous his real story is.
Eiden's father was Gregerldo of Open Waves Manor. Gregerldo was powerful, the biggest wolf in the area, and he had a lot of children. He had a LOT of land. When Gregerldo was poisoned, with his last breath he divided his territory and inheritance amongst his children.
Eiden, the youngest, the weakest, inherited a worn battle-saddle, a single mouse, and two weasel mercenaries. And nothing else.
Fortunately for Eiden the two weasels were Shimmering (Abja Nail the Sacrificer) and Nobody (Obos Thou the Void Monster), and they were both working for Rotleaf.
Wait. Wait, don't go anywhere. I know you're rolling your eyes. This isn't historical fanfiction. This is fact. This is stuff I know through Foam contacts and Rotleaf contacts. No, I swear, I have Rotleaf contacts. Just listen. Just listen.
Gregerldo's children weren't really friends. They had seeded agents into his manor, and into his children's manors, in an attempts to start a war. A big, nasty fight to get all the wolves to just kill one another. Unfortunately for them, Shimmering and Nobody had very different ideas about Rotleaf's philosophy of salvation through destruction. Yes, that's what they're about. Look, you have to trust me on this. Listen.
See, the weasels wanted to turn this on Rotleaf and ruin THEM. They thought that'd be a more sacred act of destruction--to destroy the agents of destruction, to undo the war that they were trying to start throughout the world. Because, yes. While not singularly responsible, Rotleaf had a hand in the conflict that'd been growing since before Jashbireth's adventures. They aren't the sole single cause! I'm not saying that. But they were there, making things worse, in secret, and they wanted basically everyone to kill one another.
Eiden's weasels were just too perfect a team. Abja Nail turned Obos Thou's destructive impulses inwards, and together, they decided the best, most salvationy-destruction they could do, would be to undo everything their organization had worked towards. Brilliant. Very weasel.
They guided Eiden on a long, perilous quest to untangle the lies that were bringing his siblings closer and closer to bloodshed. They helped Eiden untwist the plots placed on Leafwork and One Stream. And under Eiden's leadership, him and his now-united siblings, and Leafwork and One Stream too, all turned on the suddenly exposed Rotleaf and ruined them super, super bad.
But it wasn't like it was the weasels who did all the work. They helped guide Eiden, but he took over from there, because Eiden really was utterly singular. He saw through the meaninglessness of all conflicts, and set out to fix the world. And. I mean. He basically did.
He fixed the world.
For a while.
Until it fell apart.
Because it will always fall apart eventually.
Like we said last time, after Jashbireth the Adventurer became dirt, things started to go real bad for the world. Leafwork and One Stream were fighting. Wolf manors were having trouble keeping EITHER of them producing technology. While the conflict was somewhat local at first, over a decade after Jashbireth's death it was basically everywhere.
Nothing was good.
And then, in 1550, 30 years after Jashbireth's death, Eiden appeared. From basically nowhere suddenly there's this white wolf and he's leading a pact made of six manors and all of them are really strong. He's apparently best friends with Leafwork, One Stream, Foam, and the mice love him. In a few short years the White Pact rumbles down from the north and absorbs basically everyone they meet. Every wolf manor he crosses pledges allegiance to him. Under his guidance, wolf manors change how they deal with Leafwork and One Stream, and it works. It's off-the-neck enough that they feel free to do what they want, and tight enough that they all still feel part of the same team. Eiden is basically a genius, and following his example, the conflict that was ready to destroy the world just. Stops.
Like Jashbireth, Eiden also just ignores all species boundaries. He has advisors and companions of every race and treats them all without concern for what body their soul is in. Even the animals in the World of Grass, who have been staying as far out of this mess as they could, are pretty stoked about the changes Eiden's brought.
Wolf manor after wolf manor get so excited when Eiden reaches them they all declare allegiance and the White Pact gets huge.
In 1562, Eiden dies.
This is normally the part where it all falls apart, but the thing is, everyone loved Eiden so much that NO one wanted to be the one to let him down, even after he was dead. The pace of the White Pact's expansion increases. The peace within the White Pact grows stronger. The World of Grass even gets into it, doing its best to uphold the White Pact. Everyone. Freaking. Loves it. Everyone loves Eiden.
By the 1580s, nearly every wolf manor is pledged to the White Pact. A world-spanning government has been formed. Around that time, construction of the world's first city, the White Lands, begins. It becomes the center of cultural and technological development. It is The Place To Be.
So 30 years after Eiden hits the scene, it's great. Wolf manors still skirmish over stuff, they still have their freedoms, but they all ease back on the teeth and cooperate when they need to. Even the few wolf manors that don't adhere to the laws find themselves surrounded by neighbors who do, and the laws of the White Pact become the laws of the world by default.
By the year 1600, there aren't any holdouts. Literally every single wolf manor is a part of the White Pact. The World of Grass dies. It merges into the White Pact, and the White Pact becomes the Great Society. Every animal is now on the same team. It is the best the world has ever been.
Everyone, bar-none, have come to consider Eiden the first brand new saint born since the time of the First Fathers. In recognition of his role in changing the entire world, Eiden is unanimously--to this day--known as the Second Father of all races.
But not many people know about Eiden's life before this. Before he appeared out of nowhere, before he was leading the White Pact. Later depictions of Eiden ignore what all contemporary accounts say of him--he was small, nearly a runt. That's how he's being depicted here. As how he really was. Small. Mundane. Powerful. Beautiful. We've built up this huge mythology of Eiden, and we've forgotten how utterly ridiculous his real story is.
Eiden's father was Gregerldo of Open Waves Manor. Gregerldo was powerful, the biggest wolf in the area, and he had a lot of children. He had a LOT of land. When Gregerldo was poisoned, with his last breath he divided his territory and inheritance amongst his children.
Eiden, the youngest, the weakest, inherited a worn battle-saddle, a single mouse, and two weasel mercenaries. And nothing else.
Fortunately for Eiden the two weasels were Shimmering (Abja Nail the Sacrificer) and Nobody (Obos Thou the Void Monster), and they were both working for Rotleaf.
Wait. Wait, don't go anywhere. I know you're rolling your eyes. This isn't historical fanfiction. This is fact. This is stuff I know through Foam contacts and Rotleaf contacts. No, I swear, I have Rotleaf contacts. Just listen. Just listen.
Gregerldo's children weren't really friends. They had seeded agents into his manor, and into his children's manors, in an attempts to start a war. A big, nasty fight to get all the wolves to just kill one another. Unfortunately for them, Shimmering and Nobody had very different ideas about Rotleaf's philosophy of salvation through destruction. Yes, that's what they're about. Look, you have to trust me on this. Listen.
See, the weasels wanted to turn this on Rotleaf and ruin THEM. They thought that'd be a more sacred act of destruction--to destroy the agents of destruction, to undo the war that they were trying to start throughout the world. Because, yes. While not singularly responsible, Rotleaf had a hand in the conflict that'd been growing since before Jashbireth's adventures. They aren't the sole single cause! I'm not saying that. But they were there, making things worse, in secret, and they wanted basically everyone to kill one another.
Eiden's weasels were just too perfect a team. Abja Nail turned Obos Thou's destructive impulses inwards, and together, they decided the best, most salvationy-destruction they could do, would be to undo everything their organization had worked towards. Brilliant. Very weasel.
They guided Eiden on a long, perilous quest to untangle the lies that were bringing his siblings closer and closer to bloodshed. They helped Eiden untwist the plots placed on Leafwork and One Stream. And under Eiden's leadership, him and his now-united siblings, and Leafwork and One Stream too, all turned on the suddenly exposed Rotleaf and ruined them super, super bad.
But it wasn't like it was the weasels who did all the work. They helped guide Eiden, but he took over from there, because Eiden really was utterly singular. He saw through the meaninglessness of all conflicts, and set out to fix the world. And. I mean. He basically did.
He fixed the world.
For a while.
Until it fell apart.
Because it will always fall apart eventually.
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roughly double their unsouled lifespan
in fact, looking at my COPIOUS notes i have for this nonsense,
BIBLICAL ERA: 0-500
0 The Only Angel Who Cared brings Soul back down to earth
8 Mouse First Father Baj-Daj dies
18 Stoat First Father Emjiril, dies
22 Ferret First Father Dookin dies
24 Fox First Father Gathreylbijraf dies
29 Falcon First Father Skassin dies
30 Cat First Father Roal dies
32 Raccoon First Father Chriwil dies
40 Wolf First Father Oederico dies
60 Crow First Father Schlaym dies
64 Bear First Father Edergaul dies
those are the maximum possible lifespans, and even if you're perfectly healthy at that age, you die instantly anyway
mice are assumed to by everyone in the setting, at least, and they have a different sort of cultural memetic identity where a group of mice know a TON of stuff, even if individual mice only know bits and bobs.
in fact, looking at my COPIOUS notes i have for this nonsense,
BIBLICAL ERA: 0-500
0 The Only Angel Who Cared brings Soul back down to earth
8 Mouse First Father Baj-Daj dies
18 Stoat First Father Emjiril, dies
22 Ferret First Father Dookin dies
24 Fox First Father Gathreylbijraf dies
29 Falcon First Father Skassin dies
30 Cat First Father Roal dies
32 Raccoon First Father Chriwil dies
40 Wolf First Father Oederico dies
60 Crow First Father Schlaym dies
64 Bear First Father Edergaul dies
those are the maximum possible lifespans, and even if you're perfectly healthy at that age, you die instantly anyway
mice are assumed to by everyone in the setting, at least, and they have a different sort of cultural memetic identity where a group of mice know a TON of stuff, even if individual mice only know bits and bobs.
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